It’s been one of those weeks.
A week where you long for Friday only to realize that you are a stay-at-home parent and Fridays don’t have the same allure as they used to.
On this particular week, I must admit that by Friday, I was laughing by myself in the corner from all the insanity that took place in a mere seven days.
Why was I hiding in the corner? Well in just one week, my kids did five things that embarrassed the life out of me…
1. While eating at a local restaurant, my 17 month-old son ran over excitedly to our waitress, whom he never met before. When she got down on her knee to talk to him, he proceeded to put his head in her chest and shake it back and forth until the poor girl looked like she had been completely violated by a stranger. Needless to say, we didn’t order dessert.
2. My daughter asked the cashier at the grocery store why she is always wearing the same outfit every time we see her. When I quietly told her that wasn’t appropriate to ask, she loudly replied, “Oh Mommy, is she one of those poor people you told me about? We should give her some of your clothes.” Well… at least she is learning about community service.
3. While taking both of my children to Target, my daughter started singing Taylor Swift’s song, “Mean” at the top of her lungs. She then started to act out the words by pointing at strangers and saying, “Cause you’re a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life and mean…” I originally played the song for her because a little girl wasn’t being nice to her at school and she was upset. I was trying to show her that you have to be the bigger person and those people sometimes don’t have a lot of friends because of how they act. I can officially say that my plan backfired.
4. My son threw one of those epic fits where there is uncontrollable crying and flailing about of limbs at the childcare center of the gym. You know it is bad when you hear your name being called over the loud speaker. It’s reminiscent of high school when Sister Elizabeth called my name over the loud speaker because she found out that I forged my parents’ signature on a test. I still get the sweats every time I hear the words, “Paging Danielle…”
5. After a week of feeling that I was failing at parenthood and wondering if maybe my children were switched at the hospital with other babies, I had a game changing moment. Yes, it was embarrassing but, I must admit, I loved it. At preschool drop off, my daughter gave me a huge hug and yelled loudly, “I love you mommy. You are the world’s best mommy.”
My son, noticing I was getting love from another, then pushed her off of me and tackled me to the ground and started kissing my face.
Of course, my daughter then started crying from being pushed, and my son cried because she was crying.
But, for that brief moment, there was a whole lot of love for Mommy. And that’s what makes this gig worth it. That, and weekends.
Danielle Herzog is married and a mother to two children. Read her every Wednesday on momaha.
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